I see five ladies here. The daughter that mother used to be; the inner girl of mother, the present mother, the present daughter, and the mother she will be.Then... what means "time" if a fraction of a second captures 50 years?

They two represent the force of love going from each one to the other, for walk to a future that they saw in the past and their quest in their actual moment, when mother learn to teach how to advance to that future and the daughter learns how to be a mother who protects against internal and external ghosts.This made me remember a love song lyrics that goes something like "...I love you because on the street, elbow to elbow, we're much more than two..." And in black and white, it's a timeless razon.

Again, what is time...?

Maybe the only definition of time, with sense, is " time is this very moment that I live". Beyond that, everything is speech.

And, for me, it's a proof the real power is clearly owned: the tuft of a beloved little lady retracts any blurred menace, (and certainly exposure time was the same for both). The second man I see there, blurred too, is myself, when I don't get inner peace.

About Me

Paris reached out and grabbed me when I was 8 years old and it only took me 40 years to actually get there! I love Paris, its people, its architecture and all of France. This is a photo blog about Paris and occasionally other places in the world.